seems hours to dwell alone
stepping behind and throw a stone
much grumble and slumped
that's the life I like to bump
on the second day
overwhelmed by the island's magic view
so many things caught me lonely and blue
but then they put me through
hours and hours headed too
the last day
my legs glued to the sand as if it's mine
love to dance and sublime
knowing my day almost divine
glancing back the appreciation unwind
-adz
5.30pm
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